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Put lighters up if you want to
Pull your muthafuckin' Dodger
Over your muthafuckin' til' you can't see shit
I you to go blind, nigga
So you can how I felt
I was in that muthafuckin' coma

Raised in the of angels
Where safe and switch lanes
So stranger, slow
Where and gangsta's pass
and dank are
Just part of a face that we

We got mountains and
We move in motion
Off sticky you walk up to blow
I ain't nothin' better there
That's why we all take our off to you
The one

Come to my hood,
at my block, block
That's project buildin'
Yeah, where I got shot, shot

'Cause I was hood than Suge
Had more than Jay
More scars on my face than the Scarface
Or the homeboy

Al couldn't be no gangsta'
on Casino, he no gangsta'
Wanna be, see, wanna get a shovel
Dig tookie up 'cause he know gangsta's

Niggas think 'cause they Menace a couple times
Seen Cube in Boys n The and press rewind
That you can survive a real Crip
Run your corner and flex the nine

You must be out of mind
A real will put you out of your mind
So the fuck up out of my hood
Or my niggas take you up out of your

It a movie, dog
yeah, it's a real fuckin' Uzi, dog
I'm to hop inside my Impala
Try to keep up, don't me y'all

Raised in the of angels
Where safe and danger lanes
So stranger, slow
Where beggars and gangsta's
Women and are
Just part of a face that we

We got and ocean
We move in motion
Off sticky you walk up to blow
I swear ain't nothin' there
why we all take our hats off to you
The one

I know the O-Dog
And that know the real Game
I call him the tape
And he ain't never in no gang

But he been in my house,
And he set on my couch,
I put one in the air
So yeah, that nigga know I'm 'bout, 'bout

I'm 'bout my hood, I'm my block
I'm 'bout my so if the rat money stop
And I punch a
Catch you at a light, get out yo' shit

We jack niggas, out of
And rap niggas, and players
'Cause we player
We chop it up them trap niggas

We Outkasts, we big
with them big toys
Where I'm from there's
Two standin' on the corner
Me and that store

Look what the Bloods did to
what the Crips did to Jeezy
This banger shit ain't nothin' to play with
Me and Snoop Dogg made it look easy

Raised in the of angels
Where safe and switch lanes
So stranger, slow
Where beggars and pass
Women and are
part of a face that we show

We got and ocean
We in slow motion
Off that sticky you up to blow
I ain't nothin' better there
That's why we all our hats off to you
The one

Y'all niggas got this LA real fucked up man
Niggas better start what the fuck we about man
We niggas the fuck out
shit ain't no movie, dawg

This shit is real, Crips, Bloods,
We hold shit down, is LA
Wrote the shit on my face, put a muthafuckin' behind
What the fuck I am,
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